“Let me get the scones while you whip the cream,” Gary said. “I always end up with cream in my fur.” “Bro, what did I tell you about licking the bowl? Use a scraper, not your face.” “What’s wrong with my face?” Gary asked. “People love my face.” “It’s pretty big, though. Huge face, small bowl. It’s not tricky to see where you’re going wrong.”
